Charlos Stories

Charles Leclerc never expected his life to shift because of something so small-a crying baby in a restaurant, a stranger's arms holding him steady, a calm that came too easily. Clover liked him instantly. Carlos Sainz noticed. The way the crying stopped. The way his baby relaxed against Charles' chest. Desperation made him bold, and before Charles could think too hard, Carlos made an offer that felt impossible. "Work for me." Charles hesitated. He told himself it was only a job-better pay, shorter hours, a chance to finally save for his dream. Nothing more. Carlos told himself it was temporary. Just help. Just someone Clover liked. But days turned into routines. Mornings filled with fog and soft laughter. Late nights with tired eyes and shared silences. Clover became the quiet reason they kept circling each other, closer than either planned. "I don't need you," Carlos insisted. "I'm not staying," Charles lied. Yet every glance lingered too long. Every goodbye felt heavier. Somewhere between responsibility and comfort, something neither of them named began to grow. Two lives colliding in the smallest ways. And in the space between a child's laughter and unspoken feelings, Carlos and Charles find themselves falling-slowly, unexpectedly, and far too deeply. "I didn't plan to want you," "But I don't know how to stop."

Oscar Piastri was never supposed to matter. Quiet. Precise. Sharp. He moved through the world like a straight line-disciplined, steady, predictable. He didn't chase anyone. He didn't flirt. He didn't smile unless necessary. And yet, he kept finding Lando. A chocolate bar left on a desk. A sticky note in looping handwriting. A soft voice beside Lando's ear. "This is for you. Eat, please." Lando hated it. Hated the way Oscar seemed to anticipate his next move. Hated the hand that appeared just to shield him from bumping into corners. Hated the look in Oscar's eyes-slow, deliberate, almost gentle. One afternoon, under a sunlit tree, Oscar said, "Your star hairclip suits you. You look cute today." No one had ever watched Lando that closely. No one had seen past the showmanship, past the bravado. He pulled away. Snapped. Ran. Heart pounding, throat tight. And Oscar? He stayed. Patient. Quiet. Collecting the pieces of Lando's chaos like it was natural. The strangest thing, when others got too close to Oscar, Lando stiffened. His tone sharpened. "Why him? He doesn't even look at you properly." Oscar's voice was soft, patient. "Lando, why do you care?" "I... I don't. Just forget it," Lando muttered, looking away. He didn't care. But Oscar kept choosing him. In small ways, unnoticed ways, the kind that made Lando's chest tighten. If Oscar was pretending, Lando's heart might not survive. But if he wasn't, then maybe Lando was already falling. Hard. And he wasn't sure he wanted to stop.

George Russell never wanted to get involved with Max Verstappen. It began with something small-a handkerchief pressed into his hand, a look that lingered too long. "Nuh-uh. I don't take back something I've already given away. So..." his gaze dropped briefly to the cloth before flicking back up to George's eyes. "You keep it." Max was relentless, always appearing where George least expected him, always asking questions George refused to answer. Every time George tried to push him away, Max only stepped closer, until George panicked and told the lie that changed everything. "I already belong to someone." Max's smile faded that day. George carried the weight of it in his chest, torn between the truth he couldn't say and the feelings he couldn't kill. Meanwhile, Carlos Sainz had his own storm brewing. His new rival, Charles Leclerc, wasn't just another name on campus-he was fire. Their first meeting ended in fists and insults, and from that moment, they were inseparable enemies. Every hallway became a battlefield, every shared space an arena for their sharp tongues and sharper glares. Yet beneath the anger was something neither wanted to admit-something that burned hotter than hate. "I hate you!" "Well. I hate you more, captain." Carlos told himself he despised Charles. Charles told himself he only wanted to win. But when their fights dragged them too close-pressed against lockers, words falling into silence-they both realized it wasn't victory they craved, but each other. Two stories unfolding in the same place. George, hiding his heart behind lies, while Max refuses to let him go. Carlos, drowning in rivalry, while Charles tears his world apart piece by piece. And somewhere between the fights, the lies, the jealousy, and the stolen moments, four boys find themselves caught in the kind of chaos that feels a lot like love. "I've tried hating you, forgetting you, replacing you-but still, I want you."

Kimi Antonelli sempre foi um aluno muito dedicado e sempre se destacou por sua inteligência. Ninguém tinha dúvidas de que o garoto teria um futuro brilhante na engenharia mecânica. Sempre foi respeitado na época de escola, com o seu jeito preciso de encontrar soluções para problemas complexos, e na faculdade não seria diferente. Exceto que foi diferente. Oliver Bearman era o seu oposto em muitos sentidos; conversava com todos, extrovertido, brincalhão e flertava até com a parede. O choque entre essas duas personalidades tão distintas foi imediato e um sentimento que os dois entenderam como rivalidade floresceu. Ollie e Kimi se evitavam a todo custo, mas um dia o destino - ou um professor que resolveu dar um empurrãozinho em algo que só ele via - juntou-os. Entre piadas feitas na hora errada, horas em laboratórios, noites compartilhadas, apresentações, respostas atravessadas e cálculos complexos, os dois começam a perceber que talvez essa rivalidade seja outra coisa, mas quem dará o primeiro passo?

Kingston university: GeorgeWilliamRussell- art major, 20, Alexalbon- art major, 20 LandoNorris- photography, 19 Oscarpiastri- business major, 17 Maxverstappen- engineering, 21 Charlesleclerc- photography, 21 Carlossainz- art major, 22 Lancestroll- business major, 19 Estebanocon- art major, 21 Yukitsunoda- photography, 18 Lewishamilton- engineering , 22 Pierregasly- art major, 20 Kimiantonelli- photography, 19 Olliebearman- business major, 22 Francocolapinto- art major, 20 Isaackhadjar- business major, 20 Gabiborteleto- engineering, 20 Nicohulkenburg- business major, 22 Liamlawson- engineering, 23

A king is reborn as Charlos along with his best friend Leviathan.

I don't know if this is actually cannon (probably not) because I can't find it on Tumblr due to it being stupid recently and thegreatrouge deleting it. Anyway, this is my take on how Suave became a royal servant to the vampire family. Prepare for cuteness and sadness. I don't own Vampire Verse, the characters, and all the art! It all belongs to the talented thegreatrouge!

Used to be called, "I Only Love You." I didn't really care for the title :/. It has also been under heavy editing. I'm doing every know ship in Vampverse. Though I am changing one ship. Never less, hope you enjoy!

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On a Blood Moon vampires can become savage.. monsters. Though few can find love or LOVE Vampverse belongs to: Blogtherouge She is also owner of almost all the pictures in this book

Yeah...... just the maids and vampires

Abandoned story and account. End Genocide and War, I don't care what all a country or territory has done, civilians should never be slaughtered as a reaction. All kinds of stuff, all kinds of fandoms, some oc stuff, we'll see. This is for fun and will update on Wednesdays, which ones? Idk. Expect some smut but those will have warnings. Warnings will be in the beginning notes of each part. Also, only online personas are being shipped here, I don't /really/ ship people, it's just fun to imagine sometimes and insert existing characters and people into stories. Enjoy:) (Cover art /is/ mine)